A Hundred Wishes

If I had a hundred wishes

And only one of them could come true

I would wish that, over this distance

I could be right there, now, with you

Could we be in France again?

Dance beneath the olive trees

Lingering bodies on a deserted beach

Ruin our bath to catch the breeze

In the night, I see you still

Darkened hair and a tender smile

Leaning out of the windowsill

Clutching roses all the while

Could we be in Spain again?

Dance beneath the olive trees

Mingling bodies on a deserted beach

Ruin our bath to catch the breeze

If I had a hundred wishes

And only one of them could come true

I would wish that, over this distance

I could be right there, now, with you

Do you remember the We took to the coast of Clare

Heard the ocean on the rocks

And listened to the music there

Could we be in Ireland again?

Dance beneath the oak trees

Mingling bodies on a deserted beach

Ruin our bath to catch the breeze

If I had a hundred wishes

And only one of them could come true

I would wish that, over this distance

I could be right there, now, with you